8 Legged UGLY Freaks!

   Arachnophobia- the fear of spiders.

I just started tearing up right there even thinking about those ugly, scary, long legged, jumping , crawling, sometimes harry or even poisonous SPIDERS.

         I HATE spiders they are disgusting things that make cobwebs out there butts literally and they have thousands of babies at a time.

          First off what in the world has more than four legs besides animals that are in the zoo? NOTIHNG and I mean NOTIHNG should have more than 8 legs. Yea the movie 8 legged freaks pretty much scared the Crap out of me. Spiders that big really?

        Tarantulas what the hell is with those? They are gigantic freaks that should never have been created by what ever freak of science got into it. Even getting this picture scared me !

           I hate spiders and I know there are some in the school which gives me the heeby jeebys me out more than anything. When I was little I thought they were just things that ate mosquitoes and saved me from west Nile. Well one night I was sleeping over at my cousin’s house and yes it is an old house but really that shouldn’t have had so many spiders in it. I was sleeping on the floor on, not in , on a sleeping bag and I woke up with what I thought were 30 spiders crawling on me I got up crying and screaming. I had never been so scared in my life.

        Then there was a huge spider in my basement and my dad told me he killed it so I had nothing to worry about… funny story he didn’t kill it we were watching a movie down stairs as a family and something had touched my head, I thought it was my dad being a pain in the butt. Not so funny really that stupid spider was on my head! You would think it was like a funny scene from a movie. SO NOT FUNNY!

      Anytime I think about or even see a spider fake or real I turn in to a three year old crying and screaming. If there is a spider in my bed room I make my dad or brother inlaw go upstairs and kill and will not enter my room until it is gone. Arachnophobia is my fear and I hate SPIDERS. O and don’t forget to check your sleeping bags, shoes, roller blades, skates and gloves for SPIDERS.

 

I’m STAYING and That FINAL

Its 9:15 and I feel the urge to blog about something. My sister had a friend over earlier this evening and boy did I get mad when this encounter happened.

 Like most days after school I went up to my room and turned up my Ipod well now Iphone and cranked up the COUNTRY MUSIC. I was listening to it peacefully while catching up on some reading and home work. It was a good song too it was Dirt road anthem by Jason Aldean such a good song. Now just incase you didn’t know I’m a country kid. I get my boots dirty I pet calves and I’ve helped a heifer give birth (a heifer is a pregnant cow).

Anyway I decided I wanted to listen to some up beat country so I turned up the song She’s country by again Jason aldean and no I don’t just listen to him because he is good looking. All of a sudden half way through the song my door slams open and some girl comes in and not only TOUCHES MY PHONE but TURNED OFF THE SONG. I have two rules when in my house. Well 4 really is how many. First don’t come in my room unless I know you. Second don’t ever touch my phone Third don’t ever turn off my music and last don’t tell me if and or why you hate country music because I couldn’t careless.  Well Melissa broke all my rules and guess what I did o you guessed it I took the hose to her.

I chased her down the staris and out into the not so warm weather and before she could get away she was soaking wet. Im country and I love it I don’t wear  5 pound of makeup on my face I wear 5 pounds of mud on my boots. The moral of this blog, im country and im staying that way like Jason aldean said “that’s the way she was born and raised, she aint afraid to stay COUTNRY” fluffy will know what I’m talking about J

Bad morning

I really don’t know what to blog about today, it was a bad morning that’s for sure. I worked last night until 11 and had to do homework which kept me up till 1AM I planned to get up at 6 am like I usually try to do. Once again it didn’t fail for me to sleep in. I really thought it was 6am so I got up and showered and thought wow I feel great getting up so early. Too bad when I went back to my room and it was really 7:40.

That joke was on me because my bus comes at 8:05 so I grabbed my hair dryer and my sister grabbed the other and in 10 minutes I had my straighter on and was making my soft silky and presentable too bad that took me 10 minutes so I had five minutes to get my stuff and scoot out the door.

 I grabbed my coffee mug and bags and left. Too bad that the bus was already there and I had to run for it again. Then when I got on the bus I tripped getting into my seat and once again spilled my tea.

I can’t figure out why it was always happened but it does then I got called Justin again today but it’s not as bad as my friend who dropped her phone in a toilet.

IM NOT JUSTIN !

Hi my name is Justine Mary Lynn Walker that is the name on my birth certificate, health card, drivers licence, report card and cheques from work. When I was born, heck BEFORE I was born that was my name and has been for the last 18 years of my life.

This, friends is my biggest pet peeve. At least 5 times a week someone manages to call me by the wrong name. Really, is it that hard to pronounce? Say it with me: JUSTINE not JUSTIN. That really gets me going! I mean yes people say others’ names wrong a lot, but usually if it is a hard name not and easy one like JUSTINE. Since I first entered school teachers (especially supply teachers) have been getting my name wrong and then the whole class laughs. It was funny at first, but for Pete sakes it’s not that hard!

My parents named me after a character in a book (the only book my dad has ever read I’m pretty sure) which is funny because not only do I not know the name of the book, I don’t really care and I doubt I’m anything like the character in that book.

 Want to hear a semi funny story? This is why I get so damn rattled! My dad gets my name wrong too, only not by calling me JUSTIN. I have two sisters; Meghan and Bethany, and do you think he gets their names wrong? No, just Bethany and I. For some reason my father whom I love most times like to call Bethany “B” and me “J” but he cant even get that right! He will yell “J come here for a second” so me, being the smart kid I am, goes over there just to hear him say “Oh wait I meant “B” ” Really Dad, again every time…. it never fails I think to myself. At least mom gets my name right.

 SUPPLY TEACHERS, do you really think that in a class for females (gym) there would be a boy names JUSTIN?! Not likely! Come on here people, is it really that damn hard? Twice this week I’ve been called JUSTIN first was by my science teacher who, after 2 months of school, would get it right by now and the second time was today at the beginning of class!

 I guess the reason I get so mad and pissed off when people call me JUSTIN is because I was supposed to have a twin, and my freaks of parents decided that we would be JUSTIN and JUSTINE! First off, who is that mean to call their kids practically the same thing? He passed away though from malnutrition so I think that’s why I get so mad. I never got to know him so that’s why it’s so hard, but all in all ITS JUSTINE NOT JUSTIN thank you J

Im inspired. Are you?

      In the last few years I have been inspired by someone she is an amazing influence, friend and like an older sister to me. I know i want to work with kids when I graduate but i couldn't for the life of me figure out how. With a little help and observation I have been inspired. A  lot of people come to school hating it but to me that just means they are not being challenged or the things we learn in school really don't interest them. Well seeing this person work in the school I've seen them change lives including mine. 

     Yes everyone has troubles in life and everyone's situation is different but for some it a life battle and to see this person help kids get through them and come out on top I would love nothing more than to do the same. This person helps from sports to in class to just talking everything. 

     Iv seen her challenge kids and let them know they aren't alone and that they have people to turn to. If I could help one person the way she has I would be so happy. I'm inspired to help people because seeing their happy faces after realizing things aren't that bad is incredible.

AGE OF 6 or 10 .

TIME WARP BACK TO!!... age 6. I loved when I was 6 my parents thought that I was just old enough to get in actual trouble but i was so sweet they never actually got me in trouble for anything I have 2 older sisters so they just told them they need to set a good example for me yea my dad was gone for a week at a time but then he was home for a week,  spend the day with my dad. I would eat froot loops grilled cheese and chicken penne for dinner.. play tag most the day but got fishing with my dad also. I would watch salor moon, bugs bunny and power rangers. I'd talk like a little trucker to my dad cause he was and it my hero. I had a lisp so you can imagine how some words came out.


I   f i was a child now in 2011 o boy..... i'd be 12 that's when my dad would stop truck driving and be home every night. My day would consists of coming to school and falling asleep in class.not doing home work working and baby sitting and maybe eating some food somewhere in there. To be so young again well that's a dream 19 in 108 day here I come. I think i'm getting old cant wait till i'm 25 but that's another story.

crankypants.. but not really

PREGNATE WOMEN GET SO CRANKY!!!! my sister is haveing a baby and deffiantly has mood changes everyone in my family thought i was cranky alot.. thery have all changed there minds on that one at 4 and a half months pregnate my sister is more cranky than a donkey that just got called a jackass (oxymoron) so answer this for me why does everyone seem to ask me what they can do to keep from makeing her crankypants? well how the heck would you like me to know im cranky cause people push my buttons shes craknky beucas ethere is a fetus poking her bladder there is a difference.... so i guess im the crankypants...but not really.